"Boss, when you said you wanted a list of Bagwell's properties, were you planning on destroying their properties?" Grinch asked, horror written all over his face.Newton stared at the man intently without saying a word, Grinch had to put aside every question his curiosity brought to his mind... "Whatever you wish, boss, we are solidly behind you. Even if you go to hell, we'll follow you," he said."We'll see, Grinch," Newton nodded."I should go to the hospital now. Come with me," Newton instructed Grinch as he got to his feet.Newton and Grinch got into the parked Bugatti and drove out of the compound."Call the manager," Newton instructed the hospital receptionist."Pardon?" The receptionist wanted to confirm that she had heard Newton correctly. "I said call your manager, tell him I'm here," he repeated."I'm sorry, but whatever it is you want, you can tell me, and I'll show you to the appropriate area to get the proper attention," the lady replied.Newton stared at her for a momen
Newton sat up on his bed..." I have to give Mr. Alfred's family something valuable tomorrow," he said to Grinch."Couldn't you give her money?" Grinch replied from his seat near Newton's bed.Newton thought for a moment before replying, "They have enough money, Grinch. She may say 'thank you', but she won't appreciate it like a gift from the heart"."Okay, boss.""I'm talking about something more original, something unique, to show my solidarity with her family at this time, and not one given out of the necessity of the situation," Newton added."A house?" Grinch asked."A house won't be bad, I need more good ideas on what to get her." Newton thought for a moment before deciding... "I think I'll just go to the Easy-Fit store in South Bayfield. It's not too far from here. They sell the rarest limited edition items." He said"Okay, boss. Anytime you are ready." Grinch replied"Also, I think you should not wear that dark suit tomorrow. I want us to appear more friendly instead of lookin
Newton parked his Bugatti in a parking lot near the Easy-Fit store. Grinch looked around at the beautiful buildings and streets in the area. He had counted more than 20 expensive supercars driving down the street, but the people on the street didn't seem surprised to see the supercars... "South Bayfield is like another world, it's nothing like the other parts of Bayfield," he commented.Newton made no reply and looked around at the luxurious homes and shops that stood on every corner of the area, "It's nothing like the other parts of Bayfield," he said quietly.Newton looked up at the exquisite tinted glass building that stood a few feet away from them. He raised his eyes to see the large 'EASY-FIT' logo mounted on top of the building.The two men walked to the entrance of the building, where a doorman stood at the clear glass door. "Good afternoon, welcome to Easy-Fit," the doorman greeted, holding the door handle with his left hand as he greeted them.Newton stopped in front of th
The doorman had the phone to his ear when Newton put a hand on his shoulder..."You should treat everyone with respect, or at least the way you want to be treated," Newton said as he took out his phone and dialed his manager, Mr. Boris."Mr. Boris, I want you to tell the manager of the Easy-Fit store in South Bayfield, Mr. Goodman, that the doorman he hired has refused to let me into my store on suspicion of robbery and theft," Newton spoke quietly, taking his hand off the doorman's shoulder after he finished."You think you can scare me with your fake phone call? The manager of this store may not even be called Mr. Goodman for all we know. You should leave right now because I've called security and it's going to get worse for you when they come to get you," the doorman barked.Newton paid no attention to him as he watched the door intently. The doorman was about to shout more threats when they heard footsteps running through the lobby towards them.Suddenly, the doorman was thrown t
The sky was overcast and gray, mirroring the somber mood of the mourners who had gathered in the small cemetery. They stood in a semi-circle around a freshly dug grave, heads bowed as the priest recited prayers for the departed.As the ceremony proceeded, a lone crow perched on a nearby tree, cawing loudly. Its dark feathers stood out against the dull backdrop of the sky, and its piercing calls seemed out of place on the solemn occasion.Some of the mourners looked up at the bird with disdain, muttering curses under their breath. But others seemed unfazed as if the crow's presence was expected.The priest paused in his prayers, glancing up at the crow with a frown. He seemed to be contemplating whether or not to shoo the bird away, but in the end, he decided to ignore it and continue with the service.As the priest spoke the final words of the eulogy, the crow suddenly took flight, circling over the mourners' heads before disappearing into the distance. The silence that followed was b
Newton sat in class the next day, the events of the previous days having completely drowned out his awareness that he was still a student at Bayfield College.He looked around at the faces of his classmates who were present, forgetting what life was like at school and the constant ridicule he received from his peers. Two days out of class seemed like a long time.He remembered the event that led to the short vacation from school activities, the death of his classmate Harris. He remembered the humiliation Nicolas had recently suffered.The image that the thought of Nicolas brought to his mind, made him use his eyes to consciously search for Nicolas. He looked around but couldn't find Nicolas.He looked at the seat in front of him but couldn't find his friend Robert either. Just then, a few more of his classmates streamed into the class, Tonya and Allison walked in together, Jeremiah Lee followed shortly after, looking somber, and then there was Emily. Newton stared intently at Emily
Robert and Newton stood on the bustling street corner, waiting for a taxi to arrive. Robert checked his watch and sighed impatiently."I can't believe how long it's taking for a taxi to show up," Robert grumbled.For some reason, Robert did not stop the cabs that had been passing by, it was clear he wanted to board the same taxi with Newton, so he could follow him around.Newton looked at him with a furrowed brow. "Listen, Robert, I appreciate your company, but I don't want you to come with me when I head back to my boss's house"Robert's face fell. "What? Why not?""Please don't say it's because of your gigs at the site. I have made up my mind to come with you today" Robert pressed"It's just that I have some work to do when I get home, and I need to be able to focus," Newton said, avoiding eye contact.Robert narrowed his eyes. "That's not the real reason, is it?"Newton hesitated for a moment before answering. "To be honest, Robert, I find your constant questioning and skepticism t
Newton sat at the head of the conference table in a dimly lit room. His mob leaders sat around him, their expressions serious and expectant. "Gentlemen," Newton began in a deep, commanding voice, "we will have our hands full." The room fell silent as all eyes turned to him. Newton continued. "You remember the meeting we had three days ago, where I said I will make my findings on the person who was responsible for Mr. Alfred's death? Remember I suspected the Bagwells?" The men took off their hats, their expressions grave, "You did mention it, Boss" Newton slowly nodded "Yes. Well, it was the Bagwells. It turns out that their Boss carried out the act himself"A murmur of discontent rippled through the room. Newton raised a hand to silence them. "We cannot allow him to do as he pleases," he said firmly. "Our reputation and pride are at stake here. We need to take swift and decisive action to make sure they pay for the crime against us. Even if they are the Bagwells" The mob leader